Seventy-one

Rebecca woke up the next day feeling sore but satisfied, with a contented smile on her face. She stretched languidly, feeling the lingering ache in her muscles from the night before.

As she looked around the room, she realized that Andreas was gone. A momentary pang of disappointment flickered through her, but she quickly brushed it aside. She knew that he had an important job and that sometimes he had to leave unexpectedly. She got up from the bed and walked towards the window, admiring the view of what promised to be a beautiful day.

On his pillow, Rebecca found a note from Andreas. He apologized for having to leave so suddenly, but reassured her that he was only a phone call away if she needed anything. Rebecca smiled to herself as she read the note, feeling a warm sense of comfort knowing that Andreas cared for her so deeply. She got out of bed, feeling a little stiff from the night before, but still feeling the afterglow of their passion.

She needed to tell someone, her person